Stevo and I hit the magical 90mile on the last day of our far north trip. We didn't know what was installed for us but by the end of the day we had worked hard for our fish than usual.

Part one we start the day of as planed as the sun rose. There's nothing like setting your first set as the sun rises and the Tasman sea rolls in at your feet. Our first set went out as planned, but the retrieval soon turned to chaos as the electric winch strained under a heavy load. Although it felt like we were pulling in a heap of weed, we could feel resistance, something big pulling back.

With Stevo having the line wrapped around him to hold the enormous strain, he was pulled quickly towards the water where upon our electric winch did a couple of cartwheels and dragged along the sand. In doing so the safety kicked in to stop the winch from burning it's electrics so instead just blew a fuse. Blowing the fuse we were unable to retrieve the line on the spool. There was still huge strain on the line and being close to the hooks trace line we bot pulled it in slowly and laid the line up and down the beach so it wouldn't turn in to a big pile of messy line.

Once the hooks were making there way out of the water we had one big lump of weed where the trace line meet the main line. It had collected a lot but it wasn't the full problem of something still giving us resistance and even sometimes pulling back. It felt like we were dragging in half a dozen big rays or even a few big sharks, which isn't surprising being on the wild west coast.

As the hooks came in there were a couple of broken traces indicating something big had been attached. But at last we had snapper starting to hit the sand and of good size. We thought we were going to go through all this for nothing. They were good size fish which was reliving for us as by the end we only had 5 snaps. It's not to bad when ya end up with a few 60-70cm beauties after a bit of chaos. We managed to sort out the handle but we didn't have a screw driver to open the electrics which normally holds a spare fuse - so our day on the 90 was going to be a fun one where we would have to work for our fish.

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